"You're the one who named me Baby." Baby pointed out, and at least the irony wasn't lost on him. "Whatever you want, Dean." It's always been whatever Dean wants, and Baby is just fine with that. He's never been led astray by it, at least.
"I smell like lavender. Did you notice I smell like lavender?" Baby asked suddenly, sniffing his jacket.
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"I smell like lavender. Did you notice I smell like lavender?" Baby asked suddenly, sniffing his jacket.